I consider myself someone that loves people…. but I have a confession… I love them less when I love myself less…. when I feel uncomfortable about the way I look, about the way my clothes fit, when my shoes feel hurt-y… I tend to hide out. I seclude and sequester myself away from everyone… I become anti-social. Shameful, I know.
I always {eventually} get back to my Bible… about why we are here… about what God says about me… and my purpose… and I can tell you it is NOT to hide-out pretending I don’t exist. How can we spread the Word when we are invisible? Well, there is always facebook and twitter and wordpress, but in my heart, I know that it is the Light of Christ in me that needs to shine… brightly and brilliantly. To be a witness in real time. To see other’s needs and help where I can, help where I am called… and as much as I enjoy my home, it offers a very limited view and a very limited access to the world.
So I need to leave it. I need to be out there. I need to serve in ways that God has prepared for me. I need to be obedient.
So I shake my crazy hair, clearing the lies out of my head about not being good enough, or pretty enough, or smart enough. I do the best I can. I choose to choose better… food, beverages, activities, books, movies… better thoughts. And then I choose to be a social creature. The one I was made to be.
Tonight I was social. Tonight was an evening of enjoying my best friend/handsome husband/lover/chiropractor/protector, and two of our very dear friends… savoring the love and attention that was infused into a delicious meal… conversing about children, and chiropractic, business, and life… and realized that this is an immensely important aspect of living well.
Tonight I was living well.
In health and in love,
Lisa
A note about Oliver: So Oliver’s favorite food is no longer available at our local pet shop. But as always Amazon came through and provided us with several domestic dove food options!! How thankful that he and I were!! Until I opened the bag and realized that this seed mixture had dried peas in it! Dried peas!! Have you ever seen them? Ever compared them to the size of a millet seed? Well, I have and I can tell you the pea is almost the size of Oliver’s head!! So I picked through all that bird seed, trying to pluck out all the peas… but I will admit to you, while we were away for the evening, about every 9 or 10 minutes, I would think about Oliver, wondering if he was in need of the Heimlich maneuver. Happily, he was singing away when we walked in! Dried peas scattered all over the bottom of his cage!! I’m telling you, the bird is brilliant!!
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